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Destiny
By Abhilasha Arya
Some medicine heals your body and some medicine heals your soul
The latter is not found in shops
And never being told
Your suffering grows like crops
But it depends on you when u have to stop
The medicines that ur body needs
It has a cost to be paid
But the one for which your soul bleeds
No where it has its trade
You will be surrounded with such medicines
But u can't find ur vaccine
It feels like
Love love everywhere
And everyone has that ink
Love love everywhere
Nor any drop to drink
You find arms and hands
To heal and hold u
But no body to stand
To unfold and uphold you
The support' which comes with reason
They change like season
The care thats pseudo
Is well understood
pseudo feelings never undo
It deserves only to die in the flood The flood of your purity
That should be released with serenity
The barbed wires of ring
That clutches your wings
Unclasp such wires that surrounds you Tighten your wings with the strings That binds you
The trust that broked
Is always revoked
End those chapters
And never return to such pages Nor give a look
Have the lantern of hope
With you always
Because today its dark
But believe me
One day you will become a hallmark.
By Abhilasha Arya